At seven o'clock in the evening, Song Yan and Song Xue returned to their uncle's home together.
Uncle Song Shize and aunt Yang Yanli were both sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Seeing them, the uncle showed a relieved smile: "Ayan, Xiaoxue, are you back?"
"Uncle, auntie." Song Yan said hello to the two of them.
"Xiao Xue."
Suddenly, Yang Yanli stood up from the sofa with a guilty look on her face, walked up quickly and hugged Song Xue excitedly into her arms: "Mom was wrong, I'm sorry."
On the way back, Song Xue had already called her and told her the whole story. For this, Yang Yanli felt guilty and distressed. If Song Yan hadn't saved Xiaoxue, her daughter would have been killed. That beast Lao Xing was ruined. Thinking of this, she hated herself to death for believing that beast Lao Xing's lies.
If Song Xue had some complaints against Yang Yanli before, but when she saw her crying, the complaints in her heart immediately disappeared. She comforted softly: "Mom, please stop crying. I didn't blame you. Besides, Aren’t I fine now?”
Both mother and daughter showed their true feelings, and it took a while before they separated.
Then, Yang Yanli walked up to Song Yan and said apologetically: "A Yan, it's all because of my eldest aunt. I hope you won't take it to heart about what happened before, okay?"
"Auntie is serious. I have long forgotten what happened before." Song Yan said with a smile.
"You are such a sensible kid. From now on, you will be my biological son." The eldest aunt was moved and said, "By the way, you and Xiaoxue haven't eaten yet, so I'll cook for you."
"No need, auntie, Xiaoxue and I have already eaten." Song Yan said quickly.
"It's okay. You can eat again after you've eaten. I'll cook you two poached eggs."
It was hard to refuse such kindness, so Song Yan did not refuse again.
"Boy, come to the study with me." Song Shize said to Song Yan, then stood up and walked to the study.
"Okay, uncle."
In the study, Song Shize looked at Song Yan and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that I was in trouble this time, but it was you who rescued me. You have to worry about the child." He learned from his daughter's phone call When Song Yan rescued him, he was surprised and unexpected. He never imagined that his nephew would grow to this extent.
Hearing his uncle's words, Song Yan couldn't help but feel a sore nose and said emotionally: "Uncle, I lost my parents when I was a child. It was you and my aunt who raised me. In my heart, you are my father and my aunt is my mother. Xiaoxue is my biological sister. If something happens to you, even if I risk my life, I will save you."
Hearing Song Yan's sincere words, Song Shize was also very moved. The corners of his eyes became slightly wet, and he praised in a low voice: "What a good boy."
After chatting with the uncle in the study for a while, the aunt knocked on the door and reminded him that the poached eggs were ready and asked him to go out to eat.
So, Song Yan looked at his uncle, who waved his hand: "Go and eat."
"Okay, uncle!"
That night, Song Yan stayed at his uncle's house.
In the master bedroom, Song Shize held his wife in his arms, and Yang Yanli rested her cheek on her husband's chest. The couple talked intimately for a while, and then changed the topic to Song Yan.
"Husband, do you feel that this kid A Yan has changed a lot during this time?" Yang Yanli asked curiously.
"Indeed." Song Shize nodded: "I can't see through this kid, but no matter how he changes, isn't he still our nephew." After saying this, Song Shize showed a relieved smile.
"It would be great if he was my biological son." Yang Yanli said with some regret.
"You, you still can't see through it." Song Shize glanced at Yang Yanli teasingly and continued: "Think about it, you treated him like this before, but did he ever complain about you? And this time, if it were another time, People like you would have been so angry with you that they would have given up on you, but this child has not, which shows how broad-minded he is."
When Yang Yanli heard this, she couldn't help but blush, and she felt even more nervous. She was afraid that her husband would blame her: "Husband, do you know that I looked at A Yan's face before?"
"You really think I'm stupid, how can I not see through your thoughts! It's just that I can't talk to you. Fortunately, that kid didn't care about you." Song Shize said angrily.
"Honey, I was wrong. I will definitely treat A Yan as my biological son from now on." Yang Yanli expressed quickly.
"I believe that." Song Shize said with a smile.
Suddenly, Yang Yanli's heart moved, and she thought of an idea: "Husband, do you think there is a possibility for A Yan and Xiaoxue?" At this point, Yang Yanli's heart tightened again, and she carefully inquired about her husband's expression.
"Confused, they are brother and sister." Song Shize scolded.
Hearing what her husband said, Yang Yanli was a little disapproving: "Xiaoxue is not our biological child. That boy A Yan is so good, and I feel uncomfortable thinking that he will become someone else's son-in-law in the future. If he becomes our son-in-law, what will happen if he becomes our son-in-law?" It’s not about kissing and kissing.”
Hearing what his wife said, Song Shize was a little moved, thought for a moment and said, "Let nature take its course!"
Yang Yanli couldn't help but feel overjoyed when she heard this. She knew that although her husband did not agree, he did not object, so she thought about finding an opportunity to tell Song Yan and Xiaoxue that they were not brothers and sisters related by blood. With Xiaoxue's love and care, coupled with her encouragement, the two may not necessarily become a couple.
The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She suddenly became interested, turned over and climbed on top of Song Shize, and exhaled hotly: "Hubby, I've thought about it."
"We are an old married couple, and we are still thinking wildly." Song Shize said in a deep voice.
"Hey Song Shize, do you think I'm too old?" Yang Yanli's face suddenly changed and she asked.
"The older you get, the more flavorful you are!" Song Shize shouted softly, turned over and pushed Yang Yanli onto the bed, pressing her down on her.
… …
Song Yan naturally didn't know about the conversation between his uncle and his aunt. At this moment, he was checking his reputation value.
After a few hours, the fame value increased significantly again, reaching 2.39 million, which is inseparable from the promotion of Yuedong Video Network.
Thinking that Yuedong.com would send someone to record the video tomorrow, he wondered in his mind, which songs should he play
After some thought, he decided to use all five original songs.
Putting away the system interface, Song Yan asked Miaowu: "Miaowu, how much fame points does it cost to upgrade to the second level of innateness?"
"Two million points. Host, I suggest you consolidate your cultivation first and then improve it, otherwise the foundation will be unstable."
Song Yan, who wanted to directly upgrade his cultivation level to the second level of Xiantian, suddenly felt cold in his heart. He knew that he was eager for success, so he sat cross-legged on the bed and circulated his true energy to temper himself.
After a week, Song Yan felt that his meridians, bones, and muscle tissue had all been strengthened to a certain extent.
So, I plan to run it for another Sunday.
"Tuk-tuk."
There was a knock on the door.
Song Yan jumped out of bed, opened the door and saw that it was Song Xue. At this moment, she was wearing pajamas with cartoon characters printed on them. Because his eyes were so good, he actually saw the two bulges on her chest. Xiaoxue was not wearing any bra. Clothes, his heart suddenly felt hot.
The author's digression: Thanks to the four rogue lords Century Book Saint td88634765WwQin for the generous reward.
But I have to criticize the next century calligraphy sage classmate. He has already rewarded me, so why not collect it? (To be continued)